Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife

Chapter 122

Mu Yunyao retracted her thoughts and walked forward, but a young master stood at the corner of the street. He was slightly fat and had a few attendants following behind him, one of which even had a broken finger. He was the young master of the Rainbow Moon Pavilion, Tan Ba Wang, who had been beaten up by Mu Yunyao earlier with an oil-paper umbrella. At this moment, he was staring at Mu Yunyao's back with a sinister expression. "You slut, you finally got me to find you, and lied to me that you were Miss Biao, the owner of the Spring Embroidery Workshop, Tan Clan. I searched through most of the capital but didn't find anyone.

"Who exactly is this bitch?"

"Yes, young master."

Thinking of the past, Mu Yunyao didn't have the mood to continue strolling the streets, so she simply returned home.

Su Qing saw that she had returned so quickly and couldn't help but feel a little curious. "Didn't you say that you were going to take a good look around today?" Why are you back so quickly? "

Mu Yunyao stuck to Su Qing's side, "Didn't I miss mother after I left? That's why I came back. "

"You little girl, did you eat the cinnamon nectar today?"

"Once mother said this, I'm all hungry. I want to eat the Eight Treasures Rice that you made."

Mu Yunyao rubbed her hand against Su Qing's arm and nodded obediently. "Alright, mother wants to make the osmanthus cake. Have you plucked the osmanthus flower well?"

"I heard from Si Qin that at this time of year, there are osmanthus flowers on the streets. Mother intends to have her buy some." Only the two of them didn't need too much osmanthus flowers, they could easily buy them for a few coins.

Mu Yunyao's eyes lit up. "No need to buy it, I'll personally go and pick it for mother. At that time, there was a osmanthus grove on the west side of the brocade garden, and I thought that the osmanthus flower had not bloomed yet, so it just happened to be convenient for me now. I'll go pick the best osmanthus flower for mother and make her a osmanthus cake."

"No. Then let's keep the osmanthus flowers for the customers to enjoy. I'll go and buy some for them."

However, Mu Yunyao didn't listen. "Naturally, the best osmanthus flowers will be given to mother. Just you wait, I'll go right now."

Su Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She instructed Jin Lan and Jin Qiao, "Quickly follow and protect him. Do not let the Lady hurt yourself."

"Yes, Madam, don't worry."

In order to make it convenient for Mu Yunyao to pass through, Supervisor Qin had someone open a secret door in the courtyard wall. She didn't need to take a detour to enter the Garden of Embroidery. Mu Yunyao purposefully avoided the crowd and chose a small path to walk out of the Gui Hua Garden. Before they even entered the courtyard, they could already smell the refreshing fragrance of osmanthus flowers. As he slightly raised his head, he could see the branches of the osmanthus flowers sticking out of the garden. Under the cover of the green leaves, the clusters of flowers looked more and more fresh and cute, causing Mu Yunyao to be attracted to him …

He couldn't help but reach out his hand to gently touch it.

Not too far away, Su Qingwu stood at the edge of the water, her eyes shining brightly.

Logically speaking, he had just returned from the Mausoleum of Books to report to the capital. This time, Mo Bao that was escorting the Emperor could be done by someone else. However, when he heard Xu Li's words, he subconsciously agreed without the slightest hesitation.

On the way here, he would feel anxious from time to time, but he wouldn't be able to figure it out.

The guards below had already escorted the emperor, Mo Bao, to Zhang Xun's mansion. But, he had stealthily made his way to the brocade garden and slowly made his way to the Nine Winding Corridor.

Standing on the bridge, he looked at the lotus flowers that filled the lake, and thought back to that day when Mu Yunyao held onto the railing with a smile on her face. While he was feeling conflicted, he deliberately avoided the crowd and arrived at the water's edge. He did not expect to see Mu Yunyao, who was holding a osmanthus flower in her hand, smiling the moment he passed by a clump of reeds.

She was wearing a flowery blouse and a light apricot-colored dress with a silver magnolia embroidered on the hem. From afar, it looked very fresh and pleasant. At this moment, she was holding onto her skirt with one hand and stroking the osmanthus flowers on the wall with the other. The sweet smile on her lips was even more attractive than the bunches of osmanthus flowers.

Su Qingwu felt as though his heart had instantly calmed down. The nervousness he had felt along the way had disappeared without a trace. He frowned, feeling even worse than before.

Mu Yunyao didn't know that Su Qingwu had come to the beautiful flower garden. After touching the osmanthus flowers, the smile in her eyes deepened.

Jinlan and Jinqiao brought the basket and caught up. "Miss, please watch below. This servant will help you break the osmanthus flowers."

Mu Yunyao had a rare playful thought as she carried the basket under the osmanthus tree, "My body was weak in the past, but my mother was always worried about me, this is not allowed, but my father was especially indulgent towards me. He took me to the river bank to catch fish, play with the water, and accompanied me up the tree to dig bird nests …"

Her father had even brought her along to do what other children were able to do, so as to not let her feel even the slightest bit of regret because of her weak body.

Due to Madame Li, she had more or less hidden feelings for her father. Later on, her mother had given up her life for her, and such a strong emotion had overshadowed her longing for her father. Now that she thought about it, her father truly doted on her, and he was no less than her mother.

Jinlan and Jinqiao didn't dare speak up, afraid that they would make her sad.

However, Mu Yunyao lightly smiled and suppressed the uneasiness in her heart. She raised her head to look at the not too tall osmanthus tree, then lifted her skirt and grabbed onto a branch as she climbed up.

"Miss!" Jin Lan and Jin Qiao didn't expect her actions to be so quick. They immediately cried out in alarm and blocked her fall, afraid that she would accidentally fall from the tree.

"Miss, be careful, you must be careful!"

This osmanthus tree had been growing for many years, and had been meticulously trimmed. Its branches were thick and sturdy, so it was not a problem for her to bear its burden alone.

Mu Yunyao picked a place to sit and hung her legs to shake. Seeing the nervousness on Jin Lan and Jin Qiao's faces, she couldn't help but laugh happily. After laughing, she accidentally raised her head and was attracted by the osmanthus flowers.

Under the sunlight, clusters of laurel were glimmering and the wind was blowing. The flowers were swaying in the breeze and breaking the trees' splendor. Mu Yunyao slightly narrowed her eyes. She admired them for a while before coming back to her senses. Then, she picked up a osmanthus flower and smiled. Until now, it was impossible for her to be involved in any matters of the world. Chang'e should be involved with someone. I'll also learn from Chang'e in the middle of the month. How about I gift you all a osmanthus flower?

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Su Qingwu wanted to turn around and leave when she saw Mu Yunyao enter the Gui Garden, but after walking only two steps, she heard Jin Lan and Jin Qiao's surprised voices. She couldn't help but worry, afraid that something would happen to her, so she quickly walked around the stream and into the garden.

Unexpectedly, he had just arrived under the tree when he heard Mu Yunyao's words. He slightly raised his head and saw a osmanthus flower that she had casually dropped into her arms.

Su Qingwu! Why was he here?

Mu Yunyao had originally wanted to break a osmanthus flower to give to Jinlan and Jinxiang, but she didn't expect her hand to slip and the flower branch suddenly fell from her hand. She hurriedly lowered her head to meet Su Qingwu's phoenix eyes.

Su Qingwu raised his head while holding the osmanthus flower. Mu Yunyao sat on the osmanthus tree, the brilliant sunlight behind her scattered and scattered. A gentle breeze blew, and golden osmanthus drifted, brushing past her hair and skirt. Standing under the osmanthus tree, for the first time, Su Qingwu clearly heard her own heartbeat, fast and powerful.